 Then, whirling up his broadsword With both hands to the height, He rushed against Horatius, And smote with all his might. With shield and blade Horatius Right deftly turned the blow: The blow, though turned, came yet too nigh; It missed his helm, but...  Critical and Miscellaneous Essays - Page 344by Thomas Babington Macaulay Baron Macaulay - 1843Full view - About this book
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1845 - 558 pages
...If Astur clears the way !" Then, whirling up his broadsword With both hands to the height, He rush'd against Horatius, And smote with all his might. With shield and blade Horatiue Right deftly turn'd the blow. The blow, though turn'd, came yet too ni It miss'd his helm,... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1846 - 540 pages
...Astur clears the way ?" Then, whirling up his broadsword .With both hands to the height, He rush'd against Horatius, And smote with all his might. With shield and blade Horatius Right deftly turn'd the blow. The blow, though turn'd, came yet too nigh; It miss'd his helm, but gash'd his thigh... | |
 | Early English newspapers - 1847 - 760 pages
...Then comes the attack of Astur, the Lord of Luna, on Horatius. Then whirling up his broad sword With both hands to the height, He rushed against Horatius,...The blow though turned came yet too nigh, It missed the helm, but gashed his thigh : The Tuscans raised a joyful cry To see the red blood flow. He reeled,... | |
 | Thomas Babington Macaulay Baron Macaulay - English poetry - 1849 - 224 pages
...Astur clears the way ? " XLIV. Then, whirling up his broadsword With both hands to the height, lie rushed against Horatius, And smote with all his might....Tuscans raised a joyful cry To see the red blood flow. XLV. He reeled, and on Herminius He leaned one breathing-space ; Then, like a wild cat mad with wounds,... | |
 | Thomas Babington baron Macaulay - Rome - 1851 - 278 pages
...bay: But will ye dare to follow, If Astur clears the way?" XLIV. Then, whirling up his broadsword With both hands to the height, He rushed against Horatius,...Tuscans raised a joyful cry To see the red blood flow. XLV. He reeled, and on Herminius He leaned one breathing-space; Then, like a wild cat mad with wounds,... | |
 | Thomas Babington Macaulay Baron Macaulay - Rome - 1854 - 240 pages
...; But will ye dare to follow, If Astur clears the way:" XLIV. Then, whirling up his broadsword With both hands to the height, He rushed against Horatius,...And smote with all his might. With shield and blade Iloratius Right deftly turned the blow. The blow, though turned, came yet too nigh ; It missed his... | |
 | Thomas Babington Macaulay Baron Macaulay - Armada, 1588 - 1856 - 206 pages
...clears the way ? " XLIV. Then, whirling up his broadsword With both hands to the height, He rush'd against Horatius, And smote with all his might. With...Tuscans raised a joyful cry To see the red blood flow. He reeled, and on Ilcrminius He leaned one breathing-space ; Then, like a wild cat mad with wounds,... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell, Henry T. Steele - American periodicals - 1860 - 612 pages
...hight, He rushed against Ilorntius, And smote with all his might. With shield and blade lloratius Ri;;ht deftly turned the blow ; The blow, though turned,...Tuscans raised a joyful cry To see the red blood flow." We forbear to continue a quotation •which the reader's memory probably suppiics. For the same reason... | |
 | John Connery - Elocution - 1861 - 416 pages
...at bay ; But will ye dare to follow, If Astur clears the way ?" Then whirling up his broadsword With both hands to the height, He rushed against Horatius,...blow. The blow, though turned, came yet too nigh It miss'd his helm, but gash'd his thigh ; The Tuscans raised a joyful cry To see the red blood flow,... | |
 | Marcius Willson - Bible stories - 1861 - 550 pages
...Romans, and turns a look of scorn upon the flinching Tuscans. 8. Then, whirling up his broadsword With both hands to the height, He rushed against Horatius,...turned the blow. The blow, though turned, came yet too nigb ; It missed his helm, but gashed his thigh : The Tuscans raised a joyful cry To see the red blood... | |
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